Chapter 64
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sixty-four
We all watch as Avery collapses, rolling himself and our omega onto their sides, tucking her in close. He’s knotted deeply, giving them limited mobility while she tends her mark, and he returns in kind.
Beside me, my brother’s voice is hushed. “I can feel them both,” he says, amazement and tenderness in his gaze while he stares. “They’re—the way they fit is just?—”
He shakes his head in awe. I wish I could feel the same, but there’s a hard lump of fear lodged in my gullet and a sick squirm in my stomac h.
Secretly, I’ve been dreading Serena’s heat every bit as much as she has. For one thing, I abhor the idea of not being able to give her what she needs—and I know my usual boundaries won’t be enough when she’s so dazed and needy.
And, secondly, I’ve been scared of losing her .
Her scent, her body. They’re lovely. Perfection, even.
But I fell in love with her .
The girl who rolls her eyes when confronted with an unhinged cage fighter, but pales at the thought of hurting someone’s feelings. The brilliant mind that beats me at chess and quips out sharp little jokes while she does it. The omega with a heart full of compassion and eyes that sparkle with intelligence.
I was afraid we’d get in her nest and she wouldn’t be there anymore.
I was afraid of how I would react if that happened.
When she and Avery finally disengage, though, the green eyes that flash over to me aren’t strange or unfamiliar. They’re just a little different.
Tristan whispers, telling me what I already know. “It’s you next, Spence.”
My Alpha is rabid, lunging against his binds. Begging me to let him loose.
I might not have a choice. Because when her creamy, tropical essence winds its way into my lungs, I can barely keep breathing, let alone hold on to the leash being ripped from my grasp.
Avery rolls up onto his elbow as our omega crawls across the nest. His black brow raises, reminding me of our deal, but his voice stays calm. “She wants you to let your Alpha out.”
Right. He can hear her, too .
It’s a relief more than anything. I like knowing someone will stop me if I upset her.
Tristan nods, agreeing with Ave, but it’s Jonah who somehow knows I’m reeling. He moves a little closer, hesitating for a long moment before curling his hand around my shoulder .
We both go still for a long beat before he finally says, “I can help you, Spence. What if I take her from the back and you take her from the front? That way, if you have to tap out, she won’t feel abandoned.”
It’s a kind offer—because he’s a kind person. He always has been, from the day we met, when he didn’t laugh in my face while I spiraled over my sock drawer.
I still don’t like having his hand on my shoulder, but, for once, it isn’t making me feel violent or violated. Possibly because my Alpha has muscled his way to the surface, needing to be as close as possible to the little omega approaching us.
“Okay,” I rasp out. “Thank you.”
Jonah simply nods, dropping his palm from my arm and turning to catch Serena’s hips. He grins at her, all joy and encouragement. “Hi, beautiful. How do you feel about taking two alpha cocks at once? You up for that?”
She whines desperately, nodding so hard her hair falls into her face. My lips tip up fondly as I brush it back, cupping her cheeks. Then, I slide one of my hands lower, flexing my fingers around her throat, touching both of her bond marks.
Tris and Avery both hiss as she moans, more slick pouring down her shiny thighs. I reach down to collect it, stroking my fingers back to her tight ass.
She feels hot there and much softer than I ever expected. When I imagine the snug heat stretched around Jonah’s enormous cock, my mouth waters.
It will make her pussy so goddamn tight . My dick will barely fit. And when we work my knot in…
The leash holding my Alpha snaps. And I expect him to lurch at her or fight Jonah off. But just like that day in the office, he only wants to stare at his omega.
Rightness expands in my middle, quelling all of the apprehension crouched there. My rainy scent swells, and her eyes blink, dilating even more.
Coconut sugar and golden cream drift into the air. Jonah groans , adding his own toasty pheromones to the mix as his forehead falls to her shoulder from behind.
“Fuck, hummingbird. I love you so much. Can’t wait to work my cock into this pretty little ass. Think you can take me? I promise I’ll go slow.”
Her bare, beautiful breasts bounce while she nods, rearing up. My Alpha reacts before I can, closing my fingers around her throat and growling low, “ Behave .”
Serena whimpers, her perfume darkening into the delectable scent that makes my teeth throb.
“You want me to bite you, omega?” I snarl, letting Jonah arrange her body between ours. She lets out a squeak as he lines himself up against her back entrance.
My thumb presses above Tris’s mark. “Right here? Where you’ll feel me every time I hold this gorgeous throat?”
Her keen echoes off the round walls. My heart stutters and cramps, pounding fiery tingles through my veins. The heat pools in my groin, filling my knot and lengthening the erection that already grazes my navel.
Serena eyes it with a whine, licking her lips.
Which feels like a compliment, especially with Jonah’s monstrous dick making its way into her ass.
A smile I can’t quite hide curves my lips. As soon as her bleary gaze roams over it, her small hands float up to touch my cheeks.
The motion is sweet—and the way her thumb automatically traces my cheekbone reminds me of all the other times she’s done this. My Alpha practically sighs in relief, loving the feel of her touch so much that I can’t feel anything but pleasure.
It’s incredible, being able to enjoy her without any of my demons clawing holes in the moment. I think, for the first time ever, I might be grateful for the instincts I’ve always loathed. The piece of myself I tried to break and bury and beat into submission.
I’m so glad I didn’t succeed.
Because now I can do this— be this —for the woman I love.
Emotion swells in my stomach, nerves simmering in the bottom of my lungs while I press closer, whispering, “I’m here. I’ll give you what you need, darling.”
“Do it now,” Jonah grits out, fingers denting her hips as he gnashes his teeth at me. “Trust me. There won’t be room in a second.”
Using all his brawn, he spreads his knees to balance on his shins and holds her steady, half-skewered on his obscene length. As he leans them both back, I can see her entire slit—the way he splits her open, her wet pussy clenching on nothing, the swollen bud of her clit begging to be touched.
Fucking hell . She’s absolutely gorgeous .
Inhaling her golden scent sets my canines to aching. I shuffle up against her, kissing her forehead as I slide the first inch of my cock into her slick core.
My brain blinks off, but this time, there’s no panic. My Alpha has the reins, guiding my hands to her thighs and tugging her down.
All three of us shout as the motion lodges Jonah even deeper than before. I feel him—a thick ridge pressing through the thin wall of her pussy. The extra friction has me panting while I shove myself upward, bottoming out in her cunt.
She trembles around me, her inner muscles twitching and spasming. Her clit is so needy, pressing into my knot, pounding dully. When I wreath my hand around her throat, she sucks at both of us.
Jonah grinds out a curse, snagging my wild eyes with his own. When I nod, he pulls out, letting me push up.
Fucking—
The friction of him against the underside of my shaft makes my balls tighten. Serena feels it, too, perfuming in a dizzy rush that sends slick streaming down all of our thighs.
And all I can think is that I want more .
Need her scent all over me.
Need her soul inside mine.
My knot grinds the underside of her clit harder when Jonah’s presse s into it. Serena bucks and gasps. My fingers press into both of her bites and she comes, cinching in tight, rhythmic squeezes. My head falls back on a snarl as Jonah pulls out, gliding against me through the fluttering wall of her cunt.
The world dips and disappears as my knot pops into place. I can’t see or hear or sense anything that isn’t her, holding me in the most intimate way possible, her body begging for everything I have.
Limbs clasp around me. My back hits a soft surface. My cock erupts, dousing her depths with thick streams of cum as my hand slides to her nape and holds fast, exposing the exact spot I’ve dreamed of biting dozens of times.
My teeth break her skin, filling my mouth with tangy sweetness. I feel my self reach into hers. Gentle and slow, unfurling from a tight coil to a loose tether. When her cold little nose grazes the same, precise spot on my neck, I smile into her hair, pressing her closer.
“My darling girl. Right there is perfect.”
She finds her mark, the motion painless and perfect. The cord I’ve offered her connects, pulling into an unbreakable bridge. But instead of linking two distant points, the bond blends them into one—until pieces of each of us are embedded in one another.
It’s… seamless.
Beautiful in the simplest, truest way.
And as all of her feelings flow into me, they whisper like peace.